I'm terrified
At the moral apathy
The death of the heart
Which is happening in my country
I'm terrified
At the moral apathy
The death of the heart
Which is happening in my country
These people
Have deluded themselves for so long
They really don't think I'm human
I base this on their conduct
Not on what they say
And this means that they have become
In themselves
Moral monsters
It doesn't matter any longer
What you do to me
You can put me in jail
You can kill me
By the time I was 17
You'd done everything
That you could do to me
The problem now is
How you gonna save yourselves?
How you gonna save yourselves?
I'm terrified
At the moral apathy
The death of the heart
Which is happening in my country
I'm terrified
At the moral apathy
The death of the heart
Which is happening in my country
There are days, one of them
When you wonder
What your role is in this country
And what your future is in it
How precisely are you going to
Reconcile yourself to your situation here
And how you're going to communicate
That you are here?
The country has arrived at a place
Where it can no longer contain revolt
Human beings are not by nature non-violent, you know?
You can only survive so many beatings
So much humiliation
So much despair
So many broken promises
Before something gives
Before something gives
I'm terrified
At the moral apathy
The death of the heart
We are being killed
By people who don't feel
If we get down to that
That is the problem
I'm terrified
At the moral apathy
The death of the heart
If you don't feel it you kill it
Because you think it doesn't feel either
You know?
I'm terrified
At the moral apathy
The death of the heart
So away with that, we don't want that
Go down
Go down
In my
Flower yard
Go down
And perhaps
You may find
Find him there
I'm aware that something terrible has happened
Which is very hard to describe